Today started well as I'd lost another bit of weight, down into the 95 point somethings. I was so happy I booked a spin class for 9am, and then realised that barely left any time to bolt my brekkie before heading off to the gym. I dashed into the class, only to find several familiar spin class regulars but no instructor.

Apparently her tyres had been slashed, but I've tried to do that class three times and every time she hasn't turned up, and from what the others said it's quite a regular occurrence, so we had a bit of a moan. Some of the other instructors produced CDs, and we did our own thing, but it's not the same.

Someone arriving for the next class (one that's night on impossible to get a spot in) turned up and had a grump at us for being in there, then wanted us to get out when the class was due to finish at 9:45. Given the next class isn't due to start until 10, this seemed a tad unnecessary, but she got very grumpy so we basically told her to sod off! It wasn't like we were messing up her class, and it doesn't take more than two minutes to sort out a spin bike.

Off to watch Jogblog do a five mile run tomorrow, just hope she remembers to run it all and not faff about taking pictures all the way round ;-) That counts as my exercise for the day, so we're retiring to the pub for lunch and a beer :-)